Chapter 957: The Power of Thunder Shaking the Eight Wastes! (Three more!)

Ye Lengting's face drastically changed when he heard that sentence, his body sharply turning to discover Ren Feifan behind him!

At this moment, Ren Feifan had his arms crossed over his chest, a look of disdain filling his face.

Ren Feifan knew better than anyone how difficult it was to control the Ancient Dust Sword; for Ye Lengting to even think about pulling it out with his strength was simply a fool's dream!

Ignited by the contempt of a mere commoner, Ye Lengting abruptly stood up, bellowing out, "Who the fuck are you calling a grandson!"

"Who here looks more like a grandson than you?"

Ye Lengting was thoroughly enraged by Ren Feifan, his eyes brimming with bloodshot veins as he channeled True Qi and slapped a palm towards Ren Feifan.

At the same time, an elder from the Hidden Gate Ye family also knew the battle couldn't drag on any longer, and regardless of whether the young master was willing, a flash of cold light appeared in his hand and shot towards Ren Feifan!